A Decorated Rescue Dog. Stitches Galore.

Life is hard sometimes. As my readers know, my teeth are not in the best shape after I was given so much candy in my first house. So once every year, in June, I have to go to my doctor’s to get my teeth cleaned. This time it was harder than usual. Let me explain.

After the nice technician took me from mom and brought me to the operating room, I was soon asleep. I was dreaming…swimming with dolphins…chasing squirrels…pleasant dreams. For the longest time. Then I slowly woke up. My gums were hurting. But I didn’t feel any new holes where a tooth would be missing. I guess they were all good this time.

But there was something else. I felt miserable. I tried to sleep on my left side. It was hurting. Then I tried the right side. It was also hurting. The only way I could lay down was on my tummy. So that’s how I stayed until mom came to pick me up.

Sleeping on my tummy...

Sleeping on my tummy…

She took me into her lap in a soft towel. But it hurt! Everywhere. I heard mom saying to my doctor that I looked really funny with this stitches galore. Yeah right, that’s how I felt too. Funny and achy. And when we came to the car, I noticed some bare spots with black thread on both of my front paws as well.

At home mom explained that while I was sleeping and getting my teeth cleaned, the doctor had also removed many skin tags or masses. She said it was good for me to get them removed so they wouldn’t grow to something bad. Then mom gave me medicine that made the hurt go away. I could run and lay on my side again.

The doctor called today...and my tail is wagging.

The doctor called today…and my tail is wagging again.

So today the doctor called mom and told her all of the masses were benign. I don’t know what that means, but mom smiled and hugged me tight, so that must mean something good. And she told me that we’d go back to my doctor’s to get the black threads removed tomorrow. I don’t mind them. They don’t hurt anymore. I see myself in the hall mirror every time we go out, and I think the black spots are quite decorative. But I guess it’ll be easier for mom to brush me when they are gone and my coat grows evenly again.

So I’ve recovered and life is good again. Mom says I’m a trooper, whatever that means. I hope troopers get extra treats. I think I’ll ask for some shortly. I wish you all a great summer. Love Bumble

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Selfie! And Other Stuff.

Hi there. This is Bumble. I hope you are all doing good. I have to report on some interesting developments.

First, I went for a long walk in the nature reserve yesterday. I took mom along. She’s a nuisance with her camera. You see, I have to wait for her all the time. And she tells me not to scare off the birds. But I’m asking who is scaring who! This ibis bird scared us both. I promise. He was too loud!

ibis talking

We saw many birds, but I think they were mostly white today. Mom said they all got the memo, whatever that means. Anyway, I was looking for squirrels but couldn’t find any! I wonder if they had moved up north, like the snowbirds. Or if they were just napping after lunch?

All in all it was a very nice walk. I don’t do these long walks too much anymore, so I was completely pooped out when we came home! Mom took this picture of me when I jumped on the bed and tried to make myself comfortable at the head-board between the pillows. I look like I’m out of breath, and that’s the truth. I was still panting!

Bumble in bed

Second, I was experimenting with mom’s new laptop today. I’ve heard that taking selfies is so much in fashion now. Trending. So I used the front-facing camera and took this selfie! It’s not perfect, but here I go. I hope it’ll go viral. Maybe more people would get my book and support homeless animals 🙂

Bumble 2014 selfie

Take care now. Love always, Bumble